Iain
29th September 2000, 12:36 PM
As I awoke this morning
as all sweet things are born
a robin perched upon my sill
to thrill this happy morn
He was so sweet and frail
and sweetly did he sing
thoughts of joy and happiness
into my heart did spring
I smiled so sweetly to myself
as I paused beside my bed
and slowly brought the window down
and crushed it's bloody head.
as all sweet things are born
a robin perched upon my sill
to thrill this happy morn
He was so sweet and frail
and sweetly did he sing
thoughts of joy and happiness
into my heart did spring
I smiled so sweetly to myself
as I paused beside my bed
and slowly brought the window down
and crushed it's bloody head.